I'm reminded how fragile he still is. How fragile we all are as his family, his support.
So right now, I'm just asking for prayers. Prayers for him. Prayers for me, our children, and extended family. To know how to help, how to cope, how not to go crazy in this process of healing. As it is, his career in the Navy is at a stand still. In the middle of not knowing for sure where or what will happen. We have an idea of where it's going.
New territory in the military. Something I wish we never knew. Uncertainty is not my friend. Not knowing what's next because I don't know anyone else who has been through it before. And each case is different so no one person will know for sure. But the process is in motion, we'll know in approximately 6 months.
Alright so now this is sort of a depressing blog entry but I really wanted to get it out there. We need prayer. We need it. I don't like being a broken record. But I also don't like seeing my husband suffer after serving our country far away from us in a place full of sand and guns when his training was for sea going vessels. I feel bitter, at a loss, and worried about our future. Pray I will be content. I want what God wants! Help me to remember this!
". . . Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. . . ." Ruth 1:16